Thereupon Joe returned to the point where he had left Wetzel.
"I couldn't see nothin' over there," said the hunter, who was waiting.

"Did you see any ?' "One, and a big fellow." "Did he see you ?" "No." "Did he rise to a bug ?" "No, he didn't; but then maybe he wasn't hungry" answered Joe, who could not understand what Wetzel was driving at.
"Tell me exactly what he did." "That's just the trouble; he didn't do anything," replied Joe, thoughtfully.

"He just lay low, stifflike, under a stone.

He never batted an eye.

But his side-fins quivered like an aspen leaf." "Them side-fins tell us the story.